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I searched for those variations on the street without the sky. I stared at the dark night, hoping to gain the most distant comfort. I wish every day is a poem, and every sentence of the poem is a bright star trembling in my heart . I want to have a soft night like fireflies swimming in the bushes of water lilies, I want to have a bird falling on a branch, like the misty and mysterious atmosphere of singing from afar. I don't need to burn lonely in the cold to find hope, and I don't need to write poems of suffering year after year, let the cold weight cover my heart. I like the fluttering red veil, which rises when I'm tired at night to light up love and light up the days.
Photography丨Wang Xingxiang
I will express my youth to you, and gently glue the blue sail.
I wrote my poems in the beautiful landscape, I hope you can see the beginning of each poem.
You weave your dream into a garden, I am waiting for you in the dream.
You are always in my heartbeat feelings.
I am willing to stay in the wind of the day and stand for you.
You have already blossomed in my heart.
You play the romantic strings with your heart, and I use the passion like flowing clouds to find the space of love.
Walking on the country road, I saw a tree standing eternally, a posture in the calm and shade, bathing in the sun when flying, and proud in silence. Emotions are not fickle, eyes are full of passion, wind and rain, with longing when traveling.
Your figure fascinates me, and your sight fascinates me.
From then on, in the seasons, I no longer have sneaky love.
Dreams outside dreams, blooming vows.
Your beauty and your heart make me lose myself.
If the world is composed of music and poetry, then my world is composed of your voice and smile.
You stole my old style, such youth, I really like it. The roots of
are held firmly in the ground, and the leaves are merged in the clouds.
is deeply affectionate, only because of you and me can I remember the red dust.
I wandered in the forest in the countryside, and I looked up and saw a bird flying through eternity, without the trouble of getting lost, looking for a warm nest bed with hope, awakening fragrance when the sun rises, and meeting eternity. Work with you to spend the good time together. Source of
: Xinhua Wu Jinyan
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